C37 Weird dream of the dark forest

ZADOK

“They are coming! We need to run.” Ithra’s voice was panicked. As well as concerned.

I managed to get on my feet, holding the bleeding gash on my stomach. With my movement, I felt pain all over again.

“Why the hell was this taking so long to heal?” I mumbled, gritting my teeth in pain.

“At this rate, you'll die before we get help.” Ithra's eyes fixed on my wound, which poured out blood